A Beautiful Locust Tree

I must honor this tree somewhere, somehow today. It is sweltering hot, and a crew of men are cutting down a magnificent tree which has been a great source of shade, beauty and nourishment in a neighboring yard. I have stared at it with it’s irregular, craggy, and Japanese like lines for a year now in awe really. In the spring it had fragrant flowers that would blow all over the yard and blanket my garden. The birds have gathered in it in mass. Today it’s changing form. I don’t know why they are doing it, perhaps it’s become a nuisance to them, because it wasn’t dead. It was very much alive and they are fighting to take it down.  I am attached to it and struggling to let it go. Maybe they will give up, and the tree will win win it’s fight for living. Wow what a huge thing it is and whatever lesson it is teaching me is not yet totally revealed, The birds will have to help me. I guess they will just adjust themselves and forget.